[Peter comes dangerously close, enough to simply leap and throw the boy down if he simply feels like it. He can sense the fear, see it plainly in how tense his muscles and expression are, in the way his fingers clutch that book a little tighter with every passing second. The wolf remains perfectly harmless, however, intentions clear or not, and he lifts his snout again for one last curious sniff before he sits, giving Jericho some distance, and tilts his head to see what he does next.]
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